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One of my close friends works part-time at a group home for autistic kids. There are 4 boys aged 16-18, full horomones raging and one very low-functioning (doesn't talk and drools a lot), two are fairly high-functioning but have been put in the home because they get aggressive and have beat the shit out of their parents or siblings at one time or another. The other one is just plain fucked and suffers from pika (eats anything he sees) and repeats lines from Disney movies on a regular basis.
I would be the last one to admit this, because up until about a year ago, I honestly hated anyone with mental disabilities - I just wanted them out of my sight, they scared me and I couldn't stand them.
After spending time with these boys, I swear my outlook on this issue has done a complete 180. You just look at these people and you can't help but feel that they are trapped within a body that is not allowing them to function properly. They feel and they absorb so much around them and they have the ability to fascinate you to no end. One of them is amazing with complex mathematics, but he still shits his pants. One of them eats pipe cleaners, but he can play advanced pieces on the guitar.
I have seen someone who has been diagnosed as a low-functioning person with autism develop and progress and achieve way beyond what medical experts have said they could ever achieve. Witnessing this is nothing short of rewarding. You feel privileged to have been a part of this person's life.
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| quote: | Originally posted by Slylee
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